Classmate Lan Xiaoxie looks energetic, and the short jacket on her body looks very neat.

Although Lan Ze couldn't tell whether the clothes were old or new, he remembered that the child's mother had excitedly said that she wanted to buy clothes.

Anyway, Xiaoxie looks beautiful no matter how she dresses up.

"Your new clothes look very nice."

"Wei Yaojie has good taste." Xiao Xie affirmed, "But I really can't wear so many clothes. Neither does Xiangxiang."

"Did you give the clothes to your classmates?"

"We gave my sister-in-law new sweatpants with an elastic waist. She can wear them just right."

Xiaoxie didn't say why her sister-in-law could wear it.

Lanze only felt a deep generation gap. It seemed that the children's affairs were mutually exclusive, and he was just an unpopular old guy.

"It's good that you... are united and friendly. Let's keep up the good work in the future."

"Oh? OK."

Lan Ze felt relieved when he escaped from his daughter's sight.

"What's going on? You look like you're about to cry." Lao Jiang was still following him.

"You're just going to cry."

"Make some fruit soup to sober up?"

"I didn't drink much. Go back to the dormitory!"

Back in the dormitory, Lan Ze washed his face and felt that he couldn't sleep again.

He lay on the bed and found Mai's paper. He was too lazy to read it, so he submitted it to Comrade Lao Jiang to see what was written on it.

"It's not long. It looks like the argument is very simple." Lao Jiang was happy. "Is this really Wheat's dissertation?"

"He said yes."

Lao Jiang looked at it happily for a long time. The more he looked at it, the more solemn his expression became.

"...What method is introduced?"

"I remember you got your undergraduate degree."

"Don't ramble... give me a hint."

Lan Ze raised his head and squinted his eyes to collect himself: "Winston Space."

"Oh. It doesn't look like much."

Lan Ze took another look: "He took a path."

"What path?"

"I didn't know. It has transformed into this kind of virtue. You turn it back and I'll look at the front."

Lan Ze picked up the pillow and stared at it stupidly for a while, feeling a little dizzy.

It's like when traveling through time and space, the space distortion is too severe.

"This seems to be my son's method." Lanze's thinking was a bit confusing. "Look at the references at the back. Is there an article with an outrageous title?"

"It's your own paper back then!" Lao Jiang was conscious and reacted immediately. "What's the title?"

"I don't even remember what the title is. It's been so many years, and I don't usually use it." Lan Ze watched Lao Jiang slowly scroll down line by line in the references. "I used the workstation several times.

I wrote a whole book, and the paper was several feet thick when printed. It was so easy for him to use."

Wheat's paper is not simple. Citations and references alone take up more than half of the page.

What about the word count?

Comrade Lao Jiang finally saw Lan Ze’s name and circled it:

"Young people are formidable, but Xiaomai is really perseverant. Congratulations, you finally have one more citation."

The number of citations for Lan Ze's dissertation is still in the single digits, all due to Feng Chuan's care for his students.

No one wants to read his several feet thick derivation.

"The naughty boy is really capable." Lan Ze lay down again.

Wheat wrote a seemingly simple thesis.

The gentlemen of the defense committee will be faced with a situation where they seem to understand the thesis but not the references once they actually get it in their hands.

Just like Comrade Jiang just now.

They still have to find ways to chew through the literature. Then they fall into the pit of literature.

Wheat is a scam.

But he won't be more deceitful than his father.

Lan Ze vaguely remembered that his defense seemed to go surprisingly smoothly. Teachers and students could discuss the previous classmates' papers for several hours. A group of teachers looked at the students surrounding them with smiles like monkeys, shouting hoarsely, and blushing.

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When they got to him, each teacher asked a dry and simple question. After answering, he pulled him down and got out.

However, his mind was not here at that time and he did not make things difficult for the teachers. He wished that it would be over soon so he could travel and find a place to die.

Lan Ze has come to his senses now.

No wonder Old Man Feng had to quarrel with the office of the School of Science, thinking that the defense committee they proposed was a layman who could not understand his students' research.

I'm afraid there are really not many normal people who can chew through these documents written by Wheat.

If Mr. Feng’s other students have the same style, the teachers in the defense committee will have to prepare oxygen masks.

If you can't climb a mountain, you can give up. If you fall into a pit and can't climb up, you will die.

The defense is of course a teacher questioning a student, but if you are not careful, you will become a student questioning the teacher. If you want to do it perfunctorily, you have to be able to get through it. If you are not careful, the teacher's academic career will be over.

Lanze felt it was very necessary to warn his students:

If you want to trick the teacher, you must rely on your own ability. Don't pull out a lot of unfamiliar references. Who has the patience to read that pile of stuff?

Let’s take Xiaomai’s paper as an example. He is his own son and criticizes vigorously without fear of offending.

If students are allowed to trick all their peers, how can Teacher Lan still be involved in the circle?

Wheat's thesis is simple and clear.

Comrade Lao Jiang read it back and forth for a while and thought he almost understood the meaning. The principle is not clear, but it does not hinder its use.

It is remarkable that the impact of intelligent organisms on the entire biosphere can be included in calculations.

So he was a little eager to try: "Shall we make a model according to it?"

"No, let Xiaomai set up his own dedicated workstation and model it himself."

"Wheat can also build a workstation?"

"Let Mo Mo help. Mo Mo knows everything anyway... Well, I have to remind the naughty kid, don't ask Brother Wei Baoshunta for help with this matter."

Can a non-human intelligent creature like a super brain be allowed to model and study itself?

"Who is Wei Baoshun? His brother is also from our base?"

"Good question!"

Xiaoguai’s superior brain didn’t even have a name.

Lan Ze propped up his head, rubbed his forehead, and suddenly felt that he was too sleepy to hold on any longer: "The little boy's name is Wei Baoshun. His brother... is not a human being!"

With a bang, he fell down.

Lan Ze didn't know when Brother Jiang left.

His dream was a bit confusing, but luckily he didn't remember anything when he woke up. He was just covered in sweat.

After taking a shower, my whole person looked brand new.

Early in the morning, instead of doing other things, he took a peek at all the various laboratories in the base. By the way, he reminded each team leader to hold a regular meeting.

When they entered the canteen, they saw Wei Baoshun eating fried dough sticks dipped in spicy sauce and eating porridge, and accompanying Wheat and Little Fox, eating steamed buns and drinking tofu. The three of them...if Wei Baoshun was counted, their faces were all filled with happiness.

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Lan Ze couldn't help but take another look at the little fox. His daughter-in-law had been wearing loose clothes this winter, and it was impossible to tell where her waist was.

How old is the baby? Instead of staring at people and guessing, it would be better to ask directly. But, he didn't want to ask.

He asked his son:

"Wheat, are you free these days?"

"Busy, spending time with my wife." Xiongzi didn't give him any face.

Lan Ze ignored him, sat down in front of them, and made arrangements directly: "I will allocate a sum of money to you, and you can purchase components and build a special workstation to run the model in your thesis."

"Then I need help."

"Anyone can do whatever they want." Lan Ze added strictly, "As long as it's a human being."
Chapter completed!